@Fantasy-Illy!
It had been a few days since Zhavia left, she missed some things about the guild. The fighting was one of them, the realness. Here, it was talk properly, walk the right way, tea parties. Who has tea parties. But she liked it here as well, the feeling of being in charge, not thinking about how your going to survive the next day. It was clean here, no blood spill, maids cleaned every night when everyone was asleep. But there was still no sign of the boy she was supposed to kill. She met many young noble ladies, and they all felt fake. There was one girl, she wasn't necessarily and noble. Her father was a high ranking guard and the man he guarded liked him so much that he paid to send his daughter to this school. She was the only girl allowed to practice sword fighting with the boys. Zhavia so badly wanted to join, but couldn't. The way she got her exercise was sneaking in to the gym and working out while everyone was sleeping. She punched the bag many times, sweat dripping down her body. It felt nice, it made her not feel so alone. "Someone had the same idea as me I see," A boys voice came from the door, it was dark so he couldn't see that she was a girl, but he got closer and found out she would be in so much trouble. "Its fine I wont tell, I knew something was different about you. Sure your acting is good but.." He walked closer. "I'm Uriah, and you are?" She wipped the sweat from her forehead, no use in the act if he knew it was an act. "Zhavia," she took off her boxing gloves and tossed them to the side. "You're not like the other girls." Her looked her up and down, and she did the same. "I'm from a smaller country, so I apologize if me not having the same rules as you makes me not ladylike." She never imagined someone would come this late. "No, no song get me wrong, its different, I like it." Uriah pulled off his shirt and went to the weights. He was good looking she wouldn't denie that. "How long have you been here?" She gave him a look. She didnt want to talk to anyone, especially someone like him. "A few days," Taking a shower and going to sleep sounded like heaven. "Going so soon?" He smiled and set the weight down. "Well, Zhavia hope you have a good night." He was weird and different.
